Hello again. Yes finally I did another part ;) so Hope you all like this bit. I'm getting more shippy I swear, shakes head, oh well poor me. But don't worry not fully shippy I don't think it is, if not oh well sorry my bad. Enjoy the story ;).




Part 8

The entire group that had made up Moya's crew was now down on the planet all waiting impatiently; pacing back and forth like expectant fathers waiting for a new child to be brought into the world. When the alien who would give John's diagnosis walked in they were all together grouping around him, barely giving the small alien enough breathing room. Chiana was the one who couldn't take it any longer so she asked the question that everybody was trying to find in their own words to ask.

"How is he, will Crichton be all right?" Chiana studied the stubby alien who you would never expect to be a healer but everyone on the planet had told them to go to this particular place. So there they came seeking help from strangers and now they just hoped that they would be able to fix the hurt Crichton. "We are trying our best, but his physiology is quite foreign; much different from a Sabacean but then similar, it shouldn't be to hard. We are working with much care and I do believe if we keep treating him your friend should be back to full health in" the stubby alien looked down to what looked like to be a chart. "1 monen." Their mouths dropped at how long it would take to just heal Crichton. "1 MONEN" yelled D'Argo. "I thought you where supposed to be good."

The alien did not give any hint that he was hurt or effected by the Luxon's words. "You want him to get better and not die, well this stuff takes time. His body I fear is fading so it was good that you brought him to me in time but if you rush this you will send him to his death bed." D'Argo did not have a comment to say after that. Zhaan stepped in for them. "Can you please leave while we come to our decision." The stubby alien simply nodded it's fat head and walked out wobbling. Chiana rushed into the conversation before anyone could comment on the circumstance at hand. "How can we even not think to help John, I can't turn my back when we have brought him this far only for us to give up." "Yes Chiana but what about searching for our homes and we still have the Peacekeepers that could show up."

Chiana looked at Zhaan with a shocked look, she expected this from Rygel, frell even D'Argo but not Zhaan. "Scorpius thinks John is dead, so maybe they won't look for us...." D'Argo decided it was his turn to say something. "Yes Chiana but we are still wanted criminals, what about my son what about looking for your brother?" "Chiana, you know D'Argo has a point."

Chiana knew they had both had made good points but that doesn't mean that they were correct in what they said. She thought what she could say to make them at least think about what they were saying and out of the corner of her eye she could see Aeryn sitting on the seat looking at the floor. "Well, have we even asked what Aeryn wants?" Zhaan and D'Argo glanced over at the Ex-Peacekeeper. Zhaan came to sit beside her. "Aeryn what do you think we should do?" Aeryn didn't look up at Zhaan's voice she just continued to look at the floor and without looking at anyone in the room she answered the Delvian's question.

"I put Crichton in the state in which he is, so I'm not leaving until he is fixed. Besides you can't leave as far as this planet without paying the healers so you might as well forget about you're other plans." Aeryn got up and went into the room John was in, shutting the door behind her. Chiana walked to the door but dared not open it, and turned around and titled her head. "Well that answers that, were not leaving till John is better." Chiana watched for the reactions from Zhaan and D'Argo and not waiting any longer left them to see what the little planet had. D'Argo grumbled not really saying anything to anyone just went the opposite way of the Nabari. Zhaan just sighed. She looked over at the door bowing her head she left in search of some serenity.

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Aeryn had opened the door and closing it not ready for the emotions to strike her. She saw him and she just wanted to break down and cry for what she had done to the man who had made a place in her heart. Aeryn made her way to the bed that John Crichton laid on. She moved a chair next to him, looking around not really searching for anything in particular just searching for something. She finally looked down and picked his hand and placed it into hers feeling the groves of his knuckles and the toughness in certain parts. Her hand entwined into his, her fingers circling around his still grasp and her eyes glanced up to his that were closed, facing his many demons alone. His eyes moving, dreaming. He started to move his head and Aeryn moving closer, hoping that maybe her presence would help him. "I'm here John. I'm here." She moved the chair so it could be close enough and fairly comfy so she could lay her head down.
When Aeryn had spoken her words to John, he mumbled under his breath barely over the average hearing range. But to an alien, her race could hear quite well and so she was able to catch her name and the question in John's voice. Her body moved straight up and she practically jumped on him, and got near his ear. "John. John come on wake up." She was again matting down the sweaty hair that lay near his ear. She looked to John's eyes that had been closed what seemed like cycles to her and then light blue eyes peaked out from the coverings meeting gray ones. "Aeryn?" John's words seemed to slur off his tongue, so it more along the lines sounded more like, ryn then Aeryn.
Aeryn smiled the one John always seemed to call her radiant smile. "Yes John I'm here." John continued to look at her but he found everything going blurry again and he was closing his eyes. "John I need you to stay awake, don't go back to sleep." John's eyes slowly came up again but his eyelids lay half-closed and half-open. Aeryn didn't move her hand away from his hair, she just keep running her fingers through his hair. "I'm so sorry, I thought I had lost you." She spoke her words loud enough for only for him to hear. After she had spoken, Aeryn saw the strength John was trying to find so he could speak to her, but with her other hand she simply put it on his lips. As she spoke her words she nodded her head "It's OK I know."

John looked at Aeryn through a foggy mind and he heard her saying something about being sorry and I know. She had stopped him from speaking cause he was going to ask her what the hell was going on. He didn't know why he was in such pain. All he could remember was that of Scorpius smiling down at him and he had been knocked out. Now he wakes up in some weird place that looked to be the alien version of General Hospital and Aeryn looking so sad. He felt her hand on his and he was able to tighten his hold, his security blanket. He felt his eyes closing and heard Aeryn's pleas. What is wrong catching some winks? He opened them again. He finally found his voice that had been hiding from him. "Aeryn....I hurt so much and I'm just so tired." His eyes where closing again and he could now barely make out what Aeryn was now saying. All he could think was: 'sorry Aeryn I'm just too exhausted.'

Aeryn had tried her best to keep John awake but John had closed his eyes and no matter what she did, called out his name or shook him, John Crichton was back into deep sleeping and Aeryn Sun didn't know when he would wake back up again. If he woke up again. Aeryn didn't think about that thought too much, she knew he would wake up. She just had to be there when he did so she would be the first thing his eyes laid on. Aeryn rested her head back on the soft bed, never letting go of John's hand and she to was asleep.

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Chiana was making her way through the trading center when something caught her eyes. Her eyes had caught a dark figure in one of the many back alleys having the back towards the crowd and what looked to be talking to someone. But that is not what caused her to be suspicious, it was that from the back she could plainly see it was the Moulvaken or Vaken, the name she had given him. They really didn't care when he had disappeared while searching for the healer all that had mattered to them was that of Crichton's health and now that she had found him again she could ask why he had wondered off.
She didn't say anything, for she wanted to kind of hear what he was saying. She used her thief like movements, using them to her advantage of sneaking up on people without them knowing of her presence. She stayed back enough to hear the conversation that Vaken was having in the comm.

"Is this Scorpius? I have information for you." Chiana's eyes widen in absolute fear and she almost blew her cover by gasping in surprise but she had covered her mouth with her one hand. The comm was screeching from static and she could hear the half-breed on the other end. "Yes this is Scorpius. Who is this?" Chiana began to back up ever so slow, slow enough so she could hear everything. She backed up far enough to hear the last sentence from Vaken "John Crichton the human is indeed alive and I can tell you where he is." With that last sentence being said from Vaken and not wanting to hear anymore from either of them she made her way back still making sure she was not heard or seen. Chiana was able to get back out into the market without Vaken even knowing that the silent Nabari was even present. Chiana looked around taking in her surroundings hoping she could find her way back and she hoped her legs could carry her fast enough.

Chiana had gotten turned around. The Nabari had no idea where she was and no idea where she could find the healer. She had thought she was good with this kind of stuff finding her way back to her crew mates but today it was proving her wrong time and time again. Chiana's hand went to where she put her comm but found it gone. She looked down and cursed. She had left it back on Moya all of them had left their comms on Moya. They where going to be fixed, but the Peacekeeper sure had bad timing. She ran back the way she had come from and hopefully something would come back to mind and she would remember the way. What she didn't really want to do was run into Vaken but that is what exactly she did. "Vaken!!!!" She tried to hide the fear and anger that was building up. "Why are you in such a hurry child?" Chiana moved her body seductively. "Oh I'm not in any hurry, I take everything slow." She licked her lips. The Moulvaken looked at her suspiciously.

Chiana was debating on whether or not to hit this Moulvaken in his mivonks or try to kiss her way out this one. "Look Vaken it's great to see you again but I must be going." She had thought about it and time was wasting, Scorpius was coming and it was Vaken's fault. She moved to go past him but he grabbed onto her arm. "Why are you so shaken up?" Chiana looked down at the hand that grabbed her and then looked at Vaken. "Let me go and I mean right now" She put venom into her voice. The Moulvaken didn't let go but gripped harder. "You know don't you?" Chiana knew her chance was slipping away the more she stood in Vaken's vicinity. She took her two fingers and poked him right in the eyes, a trick she had learned from John. When he went to grab his eyes in pain she took her fist, scrunched it up and slammed it into what she hoped was his chest. When he gasped out in pain and let go of her arm, she than took her other hand and smashed it up against where his neck and head meet. Vaken let go of her and as Chiana went into a run she turned back around and taking the last chance of getting her tiny bit of revenge she pulled her leg up as far back and then swung hard into the Moulvaken's already hurt chest. She was rewarded with him gasping out in hurt. She bent low and sneered. "That was for Crichton." Chiana, not caring, grabbed what she believed to be his mivonks and pulled hard making Vaken scream a high bloody curling screech leaving him almost past out. "And that was for me." Chiana then got up and went into a mad dash, the other way hoping to find her way back, and soon.

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Aeryn Sun had woken up with a start. She had fallen asleep in the chair that was placed next to John. She had started to dream at first just about John and herself and then it had turned into a nightmare for Scorpius made an appearance, taunting her with that smile of his. Her hand automatically went to the pulse pistol that still rested in its holster and with tired legs she got up from her curled up position and went to the bathroom. Aeryn tried telling herself it was just a stupid dream and there was no reason to be up on all guards. But something was making her nerves stand up on in and in her training you listen to them. She put her hands in the cold water and splashed her face, hoping it would wake her body up. When she went to turn the water off her hand was shaking and she silently told herself to stop. "Just a dream. Just a stupid dream." Aeryn was able to convince her hand to stop trembling but that didn't stop the feeling that something was wrong and it kept nagging at the back of her mind.

Aeryn walked out of the room looking down the halls both ways looking for anything that might seem abnormal. But to her dismay she found nothing and she wondered if she was so easily spooked now. She just couldn't shake the feeling so she shut the door behind her and began to walk around searching up and down them and she came to a stop. She had been gone long enough and found nothing that would cause her to be so uneasy so she shrugged it off and made her way back to John's room. As she made her way back to the room, she came to a halt going back around the corner for by John's door stood a Peacekeeper fully armed. Aeryn hands withdrew her weapon pulling it close to her. She didn't want to alert whoever was in John's room but there was no other way into the room....her eyes traveled up to look at the ceiling.

The Peacekeeper that stood by the door didn't even know what hit him for Aeryn Sun had dropped through the ceiling and landed heavily making sure he was out cold. She looked around for anybody, but nobody was there. Aeryn grabbed the weapons that lay limply in the Peacekeeper's unmoving hands. She was ready to go in there with weapons drawn and ready to fire for no one messed with John Crichton, especially when he was so vulnerable, like right now.
Aeryn Sun kicked open the door but to her absolute horror there was nobody there for her to shoot. Her mouth quivered with fear and her eyes were on the vacant bed that should have John Crichton lying asleep in. But the sheets where half hanging on the bed and there was no John Crichton to cover. Her mind raced for a logical answer, why would there be only one Peacekeeper standing by the door unless it was a....her mind shouted DECOY! She spun around only to find pulse pistols aimed right at her head. She didn't drop them right away, she just stood there not taking her eyes off of the hybrid that walk through the door. If looks could kill, Scorpius would be ash. A Peacekeeper grabbed Aeryn's weapons just in case she was crazy enough to start shooting her way out of this. But she knew better then to get yourself killed when clearly there would be a time to escape there always is, right?

"Where's John?" Scorpius nodded to a Peacekeeper and he turned Aeryn around and put the handcuffs on. At first he seemed to ignore Aeryn's question but when she was abruptly turned back around he added to his comment a smile. "Oh Crichton is out of harms way now, and as for you my dear...." He had put his hand out to stroke her chin but she had turned her head before he could. "You will be coming with." Scorpius nodded to the Peacekeepers holding her and they left the room dragging Aeryn Sun with them. Scorpius looked around the room with much calmness and then turned on his heel closing the door behind him.





(well I hope you liked this bit and I will work fast on the rest ;) thanks for the nice reply's.)